Wan Feng took a jacket from the clothes rack and turned up the collar. "Look, isn't the trademark the same?... Hey? Where's the trademark?"
What surprised Wan Feng was that the collar of the jacket in his hand had no trademark at all, and the back collar was completely bare without even a single feather.
"Look, your clothes don't have any trademark at all. Where is your trademark?" Yinghua immediately became interested.
The girl named Hongge showed a disappointed expression.
"Don't worry, there must be one. I just don't know where it went to hide and seek. Look for it."
There must be a trademark, Wan Feng has repeatedly reminded him of this. He has to build his own brand awareness from now on, so how can he not have a trademark? He plans to register it after the New Year in the summer, because he cannot do without a trademark.
After searching for a long time, I finally found the trademark with only one end sewn on the inside hem of the clothes.
Who did this? If it wasn't Luan Feng, then it had to be Er Man. This guy must have been half asleep to sew the label here.
"Found it! It's here! Look! Isn't it the same brand?"
Wan Feng held up the trademark he found in front of the other party like a flag.
"Ah! Is it really the same?"
The woman named Red Dove was very proud: "See, I said they are the same. Although the styles have changed, the style is the same."
This woman's eyes are quite sharp. She can even see the style?
He drew all these clothes, so how come he doesn’t know what the style is?
Not knowing one's own style is not a problem, as long as it can be sold. The woman named Hong Ge made a prompt decision and bought a piece of clothing that she had long had her eyes on and prepared to give it to her boyfriend.
Girls nowadays are so damn simple that they only know how to buy things for their unmarried partners.
It seems like Luan Feng has never bought clothes for herself. Should I remind her in a roundabout way when I get back?
Bah! His family makes clothes, and he wants Luan Feng to buy clothes for him? Isn't this just asking for trouble?
Wan Feng immediately gave up the idea of buying clothes for Luan Feng.
The guys from Black Lagoon finally discovered this ocean of women, and more and more guys started gathering here.
Don’t think that young people in the 1980s didn’t know how to pick up girls. The flame of youth burns the same in every era, and it is human nature that opposite sexes are attracted to each other.
Too many people will cause chaos, too many dragons will cause drought. When there are too many people, some accumulated collisions will occur. If both sides cannot restrain themselves, there is a risk of conflict.
It was in this situation that the two young men started fighting for some unknown reason.
This is really weird. Why are these two idiots fighting here?
They are idle in the winter. If we give each of them five mu of paddy field and ask them to plant rice in the summer, and they are exhausted, I wonder if they still have the mind to fight.
"If you want to fight, go over there. There's a big place and no one there. No one will care even if you beat people's brains into dog brains." Wan Feng said, pointing to an open space not far away.
Their clothing stall is at the end of this market. There are no stalls below, so there is plenty of space to set up shop.
"Get out of the way, you little brat! This is none of your business, stop talking nonsense." A young man rolled up his sleeves and glared at Wan Feng.
"Hey bro, you're fighting in front of my stall, and you dare to say I have nothing to do with it? Come on, both of you, stop fighting and let me see if you have money. If you have money, fight as much as you want. If you don't have money, get out of here. It's useless to fight without money."
The two guys who were ready to fight stopped and ran towards Wan Feng.
"It's none of your business whether we have money or not?"
"Haha, if you guys get into a fight and overturn my stall, do you have to compensate me? If you have money, you can compensate me. If you don't have money, you can compensate me with chicken feathers? Tell me, is it none of my business whether you have money or not?"
"Oh my god, that little dick is pretty cool! Where are you from?"
When Shen Hongjun saw that a fight was about to break out, he also came over.
"Why should I tell you where I'm from?"
Damn it, I still have more than ten items left to sell, so why would I have the time to chat with you guys!
Wan Feng raised his right hand and snapped his fingers. Behind him, he saw a man walking out of the tractor cab door.
The man came over and slapped him: "Damn it, you guys think you can bully us brothers."
The young man in front of Wan Feng shrank his head, and the hat on his head flew off with a bang.
"Brother Crab? Why are you here?" The young men who were about to start the fight were dumbfounded. Why was the crab under Yu Qingtao here?
Yu Qingtao has been at the peak of his career in Black Reef in the past few months. His subordinates are almost spread across all the brigades in Black Reef. They can't afford to offend him.
These guys are not warriors at all!
"Don't do it, we are civilized people. Fighting and killing is so low class."
"You're lucky today because my brother spoke up, so I won't do anything. Come over and apologize to my brother."
The young men came over with their heads lowered.
"There's no need to apologize, just buy me a piece of clothing." Wan Feng picked up two pieces of clothing and quickly put one on each of the two young men who were about to fight.
"Come and try it on to see if it fits." Without saying anything, he put the clothes on one of them and zipped them up quickly.
The young man obviously didn't understand what was going on.
"Why bother fighting a war? Go get dressed up and go to my wife's house. It's not good to spend all your energy on her. Just right, five dollars for me!"
Looking back at the other one, he said, "Yours is a perfect fit, and it's five bucks too!"
The two young men were still in a daze.
"Why don't you have money? I told you I don't have money to settle a chicken feather account, Crab Brother, let them realize their mistake."
The crab smiled coldly and was about to step forward.
"We have money, we have money." The two young men came to their senses at this time and quickly took out their money.
"Not bad, not bad. You actually have some money on you. Since you have money, let me see how many clothes I have left. I still have five. Now I allow you to fight. After the fight, each of you can buy another piece and I can pack up and go home."
Wan Feng saw that both young men took out a roll of money and immediately made a suggestion.
The two young men looked at each other, then turned and prepared to leave.
"Don't want to fight anymore? No, I still have five pieces of clothing that I haven't sold yet. Can you fight for a while longer? Even if it's just for five dollars, it's fine."
No matter how much Wan Feng shouted, the young men just left without looking back.
But after walking for more than ten minutes, they came back. It was actually one of the groups that came back, a total of three people.
"Little brother, do you still have your clothes?" The person asking was the one who was forced to sell by Wan Feng. It was another young man.
Wan Feng was dazed when he saw these young men coming back. Are they repeat customers?
"There are only two left. Do you want them? If you want them, I can give you a discount. If not, I'll close the shop."
"Bring it to us and let us see if it can be worn. If it can be worn, we will take it."
Wan Feng took the remaining two pieces of clothing off the hanger and threw them over.
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